But she knew they had somewhere else to be, so she laid her palms on his chest and broke the kiss. “If you keep that up, we’re not going to make it to dinner at your coach’s house tonight.”

His eyes gleamed hot with desire, the evidence of that in his erection that brushed against her. “Is that a bad thing?”

She shuddered against him. “For me? No. For you? Probably.”

He sighed. “Okay. I’ll just drive with a hard-on.”

“You’re not the only one turned on here, you know.”

He fished a condom out of one of the many pockets in his pants. “We could have a quickie. I could make you come in a hurry.”

She cocked a brow. “You think you’re that good?”

He lifted her onto the kitchen counter. “I know I am.”

In seconds, her shoes were on the floor and he’d tugged off her capris and her underwear. She’d thought about objecting, but she’d ignited in a hurry with the way he’d kissed her and held her, and she wanted this as much as he did.

She’d missed him last night, and it was ridiculous to deny herself such great sex. As long as she was clear about where this was headed between them—which was nowhere—she could put that lock firmly back on her heart and at least enjoy the chemistry between them.

So when he spread her legs and put his mouth on her sex, she was more than ready. She leaned back on her elbows and draped her legs over his shoulders, giving him access and letting herself fall under his spell.

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He was right to be so confident. His lips and tongue performed magic, and she was there in seconds, delightful pleasure building to a fast crescendo. Her orgasm was a fast rush of intensity, a welcome release that made her quiver and moan, her body shaking as it felt like every part of her body had lit up as she climaxed.

Trevor pulled her off the counter, then turned her around and bent her over it. He unzipped his pants and put on the condom, then entered her with a quick thrust. She was wet, throbbing, waiting for him, welcoming him with a whimper as he drove into her.

He grasped her hips and pushed into her, then retreated, doing it again and again until all she could feel was him—every inch of him—thick and swelling inside her as he rushed to his own release.

She reached down to rub her clit, wanting to go again, knowing she could because the way he pumped into her drove her into a frenzy of need.

“You going to come for me, Haven?”

“Yes. I need this.”

She was there—right there, and he eased out, slowing his pace, giving her the few minutes she needed to reach her orgasm. She thrust back against him and cried out when she released, this time so much better because he was inside her. She felt him, squeezed him, her body pulsing around him as she came.

And when he came, he groaned and laid his body over hers, his body shuddering against hers. He held tight to her and kissed her back as he rode out his orgasm.

Shaky and grasping for breath, she held on to the counter, Trevor holding tight to her.

He released her and he turned her around, cupping her face as he gave her a lingering kiss.

“That might have been a little bit more than a quickie.”

She brushed her fingers over his bottom lip. “You’re not going to get a complaint from me.”

He grinned, then they grasped at clothes as they raced upstairs. Haven did a quick cleanup and repair of her hair and makeup, then got dressed and met Trevor back downstairs. She once again found him leaning against the kitchen counter, only this time with a smug smile on his face.

“This is like déjà vu,” he said.

“Isn’t it, though?”

When she came to him, he pulled her into his arms and once again gave her a devastating kiss. Sparks of desire reignited.

“You start this again, we really won’t get there,” she said, rubbing her lips against his.

He skimmed his fingers up her arm, inciting delicious tingles.

“I can’t help it. You tempt me.”

Before they did end up spending the night in the house, she grabbed his keys and walked to the garage. “Come on, let’s go.”

His coach’s house was in Tampa, so it took about a half hour to get there. There was a full contingent of cars in the driveway and on the street.

“We’re late,” she said as they parked.

“That’s okay. I’ll tell Larry we were having sex. He’ll understand.”

She shot him a horrified look. “You will not.”

He laughed. “Come on.”

They rang the bell, and a woman opened the door. She was curvy and had gorgeous green eyes, with brown hair cut in a bob. She looked to be in her midforties and was absolutely beautiful. She smiled at Trevor.




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